Accuser

I know I write about hate and disgust that this world has to offer,

that the accuser brings.

But it is so hard to ignore.

We live in a world with filth.

I try to keep my words to myself,

and not to be judgmental.

But it breaks my heart to see children without a father,

without a man to stand up and take responsibility.

A lost man.

I'm sick and tired of seeing people clinging to hate.

I'm sick and tired of seeing people cling to emptiness.

It breaks my heart to see children without a father,

without a man to stand up a take responsibility.

A lost man.

When will we stand together?

There is a need for hope.

When will we stand together?

This fight will remain.